If the spiritual weapon of a light spiritual cultivator shines with light, it may be due to the release of spiritual martial arts skills. If the spiritual weapon of a dark spiritual cultivator shines, there is only one possibility, which is the spiritual transformation of the weapon.
Cheng Jin's eyes widened with horror on his face, and he subconsciously took two steps back.
It is much more difficult to complete the spiritual transformation of dark-type spiritual weapons than to complete the spiritual transformation of light-type spiritual weapons. Even if the cultivation level is advanced enough, it may not be possible to perform it. But in contrast, the spiritual transformation of dark-type soldiers is much more difficult than that of light spiritual weapons.
The power of the light-type weapon's spiritual transformation is also much greater.
Cheng Jin was a close minister of Tang Yin, but even he didn't know that Tang Yin had the ability to use military magic, and he had never seen him use it before.
Not to mention that Cheng Jin was surprised, Lian Ge on the opposite side was also shocked and stepped back continuously without control of his legs.
At this time, the sickle in Tang Yin's palm began to change. The head of the sickle remained the same, but the tail of the sickle was lengthening and bending. Gradually, even the tail of the knife was bent into the shape of the head. Now, the spirit weapon in Tang Yin's hand has
It is no longer a sickle, but has become a double-headed sickle.
What's even more incredible is that the blood flowing from the corpses everywhere turned into blood mist, and quickly condensed around the double-headed scythe. In just the blink of an eye, the double-headed scythe was shrouded in thick blood mist.
Tang Yin raised the knife with one hand, as if there was a large blood-red cloud swirling above his head, and his scarlet double-nine astronomy net was about to spit out fire. He stared at Lian Ge who was retreating further and further away without blinking, with a look on his face.
Some parts of the spiritual armor had fallen off, revealing white skin. The whole face looked black and white, ferocious and terrifying.
Without any warning, the raised double-headed scythe fell suddenly, and at the same time, a radiant figure leaped out from the double-headed scythe.
This figure was covered in red, and emitted a dazzling red light at the same time. It held a sickle in both hands and flew in the air without sticking to the ground. It flew straight towards Lian Ge with a whistling sound like ghosts crying and gods howling.
Lian Ge has never seen such a weird and terrifying weapon transformation in his life. His weapon transformation turned into a virtual spear, while Tang Yin's weapon transformation mixed with blood and transformed into a virtual man holding a sickle.
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He wanted to use the Spiritual Transformation of Soldiers to block, but he had consumed too much spiritual energy just now and could no longer complete the Spiritual Transformation of Soldiers at this time.
Seeing the blood-red virtual man, who was like a ghost or a god, flying towards him, Lian Ge had no choice but to attack him head-on. The virtual man transformed from blood, spiritual energy and light and shadow flew towards Lian Ge, and the sickle raised high took advantage of the situation.
When it fell, a loud bang was heard in the helix of the ear. Lian Ge put his feet on the ground and slid back four meters before barely stopping. Before he could take a breath, the virtual man arrived again, and the sickle was still condescending.
The force of Wanjun's chop was overwhelming, and Lian Ge parried again. This time, the force of the sickle's chop was even greater. Lian Ge couldn't bear it, so he flew backwards. After landing, he stepped back six or seven steps.
Kankan steadied his body, but the virtual man followed him like a shadow. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of him again, and the sickle was still slashing at Lian Ge with all his might.
Dang Cang - This was like a crisp sound like thunder in the clear sky, which shocked the Mo Jun in the distance so much that his blood boiled and his ears were filled with blood. Looking at Lian Ge again, it was like a cannonball shot out of the barrel, flying ten meters away.
His body smashed sideways into the crowd of Mo Jun, followed by screams.
The humanoid blood shadow struck three times in a row, making Lian Ge, who was so powerful, unable to parry. He was thrown away, and the spiritual armor on both arms was shattered. After landing, he vomited out two large mouthfuls of blood.
It was only then that the crimson illusory figure floating in the air disappeared completely, as if it had never appeared before, leaving only a large pool of blood on the ground.
At this situation, the surrounding Mo Jun was dumbfounded, as were the secret assassins, including Cheng Jin.
I don't know how long it took before Cheng Jin's mouth opened wide and he murmured a few words: "Ghost Blood Blade·Rage·Three consecutive battles..."
Ghost Blood Blade·Rage is a unique skill of the soldier's spiritual transformation in dark spiritual martial arts. To cast this skill, not only the soldier's spiritual transformation needs to be completed, but also a large amount of spiritual energy for support, and fresh blood is also essential.
When dark spiritual cultivators are really desperate and there is no blood around them, they usually use their own blood to complete this skill.
The combos of Ghost Blood Blade and Fury are determined by the strength of the releaser's own spiritual energy. If the cultivation level is strong enough, you can achieve several consecutive attacks or even dozens or dozens of consecutive attacks. Theoretically, as long as the releaser's
If your cultivation level is infinitely deep, you can also perform unlimited combos of Ghost Blood Blade and Fury. What is even more terrifying about this skill is that its combos are more powerful and more powerful every time. The enemy will not die and will be weak.
The shadow never dissipates, and follows you like a shadow. In this world, there are not many dark spiritual practitioners who can complete the spiritual transformation of soldiers. There are even fewer dark spiritual practitioners who can use the Ghost Blood Blade and Fury. But I have seen this move.
There are very few people.
Now that Tang Yin had used it, and with injuries all over his body, it would be a lie to say that Cheng Jin and others were not shocked.
thump!
After casting Ghost Blood Blade, Fury, and Three Consecutives, Tang Yin seemed like a rag doll that had lost his life. He fell straight to the ground. The sickle fell from his hand and turned into two scimitars. All the spiritual armor on his body also vaporized and dissipated.
, he was lying on the ground, his eyes closed, motionless. His bloodless face and blue lips made him look like a dead person.
"Your Majesty!" Cheng Jin was the first to wake up, rushed forward, picked up Tang Yin, and shouted to the people standing beside him: "Protect your Majesty! Leave quickly!"
Everyone in Hidden Arrow seemed to wake up from a nightmare, trembling with fear, and all agreed to protect Cheng Jin and cover his breakout.
The decisive battle between Tang Yin and Lian Ge can only be described as a loss-for-lose situation. Tang Yin was unable to withstand Lian Ge's magical changes in soldiers and was shocked to the point of being injured all over his body.
Ge couldn't resist, he was so shocked that he vomited blood and his vitality was severely damaged.
As far as the injuries of the two were concerned, Tang Yin was more seriously injured, while Lian Ge was much less injured. At least his life was not in danger. However, judging from the outcome of the decisive battle, both of them were actually the same. They both lost the ability to continue fighting.
It's just that the battle between the two was not fair. If Cheng Jin hadn't appeared to block Lian Ge's spiritual wave, if the secret arrow hadn't been desperately trying to hold Lian Ge back, and if Tang Yin's potential hadn't been inspired by seeing the tragic deaths of his brothers, the final result would have been
It can't be like this now.
Lian Ge's withdrawal from the battlefield relieved a lot of pressure on Cheng Jin and others. They led the unconscious Tang Yin to fight all the way, grabbing war horses during the breakout process. After a bloody and fierce battle, Cheng Jin and others finally finally
He successfully broke through the Mo army camp and escaped.
Tang Yin didn't know how long he had been unconscious. When he woke up slowly, he found that he was in a carriage. There were two other people in the carriage with him, two women, one was Lingshuang and the other was Su.
Night bud.
The corners of his mouth twitched a few times, as if he were smiling. It turned out that both Lingshuang and Su Yelei were sleeping with their eyes closed, but the latter was very keen. When she opened her eyes, she happened to see Tang Yin's slightly opened eyes, and she leaned forward.
He leaned forward, leaned in front of Tang Yin, and whispered: "You're awake."
"Well..." Tang Yin wanted to speak, but felt that his throat was so dry that it felt like it was on fire.
Just from the longing look in his eyes, Su Yelei knew what he needed. She thoughtfully picked up the spoon from the bowl on the side and fed Tang Yin water sip by sip.
After drinking a few sips of water, Tang Yin felt that his throat felt much better, but the tingling sensation swept across his body again, causing him to frown unconsciously, close his mouth tightly, and let out intermittent low moans.
"Scream if it hurts!" Su Yelei personally treated and bandaged his wound. She knew very well how serious the injury was. Seeing Tang Yin endure the pain, she felt pain and discomfort for him.
"Shouting it out... won't it hurt so much?" Tang Yin asked with a wry smile.
"Not really." Su Yelei told the truth coldly.
"In that case...why make people laugh..." As he spoke, Tang Yin turned his eyes and looked at Lingshuang.
Su Yelei turned around and found that Lingshuang, who had been sleeping just now, had woken up at some point and was looking at Tang Yin with a pair of almond-shaped eyes open without blinking. There was no trace of what she was thinking on her expressionless face.
What.
She withdrew her gaze, fell on Tang Yin's face again, and asked, "Why were you laughing just now?"
The corners of Tang Yin's mouth twitched twice more and he said, "Because I saw you."
Su Yelei snorted, and said indifferently and complaining: "I never thought I looked so ridiculous."
Tang Yin said weakly: "Seeing you means that I am not dead yet. With your personality, if we both become ghosts, you will definitely run far away..."
Su Yelei raised her eyebrows without comment. She changed the topic and said, "You have been unconscious for three days. Your injuries this time are more serious than before. It is a miracle that you survived."
This is the truth. When she was dealing with the wounds on Tang Yin's body, she counted them in detail. There were more than a hundred cracked skin and more than twenty fractures. It took more than ten basins just to clean the blood stains on his body.
Clear water, dyed no less than twenty hand towels red.
Under normal circumstances, after suffering such a serious injury, a person would have died a long time ago. Even if he was revived, he would become a cripple who could not get out of bed for the rest of his life. However, she had confidence in Tang Yin's own recovery ability. As long as he could be revived, as long as he could
If you can save his breath, it won't take long for him to return to his former lively self.
She turned around and took out more than a dozen large and small yào pills from the yào bottle, carefully broke them into small pieces and fed them into Tang Yin's mouth.
Tang Yin didn't even look at it. He ate and drank water. When all the pills were taken down, he took a deep breath and then slowly closed his eyes.
Su Yelei wiped the sweat on her forehead with a towel and said, "Let's sleep a little longer."
The medicine pills she just fed Tang Yin contained both painkillers and tranquilizers.
Tang Yin felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier. Before falling asleep, he asked intermittently: "Where are we...?"
"Dongjiang County!"
"Alas..." As Tang Yin sighed, he fell asleep again.